My Boyfriend’s Mother Called Me a Gold Digger and Tried to Buy Me Off—So I Exposed Her Perfect Little Lie

“Hello?” I answered.

“It’s Eleanor,” she said, her voice thin. “I know I have no right to call you.”

I almost laughed.

“My children won’t speak to me,” she continued. “Lucas blocked me. My daughter says I’m toxic. I’ve tried everything. Therapy. Letters. Apologies.”

Silence hung between us.

“I was told you might help,” she said. “They still trust you.”

I closed my eyes.
She had burned my reputation to protect her illusion of control.
Now she wanted me to rebuild her family.

“You didn’t just lie about me,” I said calmly. “You tried to erase me.”

“I was wrong,” she whispered.

“I know,” I replied. “That’s why this isn’t my responsibility.”

“I’ll do anything,” she said. “Please.”

There it was. The same desperation she’d tried to buy me off with years ago.

“I won’t interfere,” I said. “I won’t speak for you. I won’t fix what you broke.”

“But—”

“I will do one thing,” I added. “I won’t stand in your way if they choose to forgive you on their own.”

She cried quietly.

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